In the depths where shadows grow,
Lies a heart heavy with woe.
Silent whispers fill the night,
Yearning for the lost daylight.
The moon casts its silver gaze,
Upon dreams in a misty haze.
Tears fall softly like autumn leaves,
In the solitude, the spirit grieves.
Memories linger, fragile and frail,
Like a ship without a sail.
Hope flickers, a distant star,
Yet the journey feels so far.
In the quiet of the soul’s retreat,
Echoes of a life bittersweet.
Yet in the silence, strength is found,
To rise once more from the ground.